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--
That
's
much
prettier
than
any
of
your
other
COME-ALL-YOUS
.
--
Do
you
think
so
?
asked
Mr
Dedalus
.
--
I
like
it
,
said
Stephen
.
--
It
's
a
pretty
old
air
,
said
Mr
Dedalus
,
twirling
the
points
of
his
moustache
.
Ah
,
but
you
should
have
heard
Mick
Lacy
sing
it
!
Poor
Mick
Lacy
!
He
had
little
turns
for
it
,
grace
notes
that
he
used
to
put
in
that
I
have
n't
got
.
That
was
the
boy
who
could
sing
a
COME-ALL-YOU
,
if
you
like
.
Mr
Dedalus
had
ordered
drisheens
for
breakfast
and
during
the
meal
he
cross-examined
the
waiter
for
local
news
.
For
the
most
part
they
spoke
at
cross
purposes
when
a
name
was
mentioned
,
the
waiter
having
in
mind
the
present
holder
and
Mr
Dedalus
his
father
or
perhaps
his
grandfather
.
--
Well
,
I
hope
they
have
n't
moved
the
Queen
's
College
anyhow
,
said
Mr
Dedalus
,
for
I
want
to
show
it
to
this
youngster
of
mine
.
Along
the
Mardyke
the
trees
were
in
bloom
.
They
entered
the
grounds
of
the
college
and
were
led
by
the
garrulous
porter
across
the
quadrangle
.
But
their
progress
across
the
gravel
was
brought
to
a
halt
after
every
dozen
or
so
paces
by
some
reply
of
the
porter
's
.
--
Ah
,
do
you
tell
me
so
?
And
is
poor
Pottlebelly
dead
?
--
Yes
,
sir
.
Dead
,
sir
.
During
these
halts
Stephen
stood
awkwardly
behind
the
two
men
,
weary
of
the
subject
and
waiting
restlessly
for
the
slow
march
to
begin
again
.
